Chapter 269: Blood-Moving Realm (x), Mountain-Moving Realm (Request Monthly Votes!)

The next day, the imperial capital of the Stone Kingdom.

As the old man had foreseen, when news of the Second Ancestral Ground's destruction reached the capital, the Stone Kingdom's high circles erupted in uproar, then boiled over; many spoke in disbelief, utterly unable to accept it.

"What in heaven's name is going on! Our emperor is at the peak of his power, his divine might unmatched—who dares burn down the Stone Clan's revival ground? How bold can they be!"

"Could it be the Stone Clan's mortal enemies? But that doesn't make sense—even in war, they'd target the living. Who would do something like this?"

"Could it be ancient relics like the Taotie or Chi Dragon? They harbor hatred for the Stone Kingdom and sent their monstrous beasts to set this fire."

The news spread fast; soon, the entire imperial city knew. Every noble house, aristocratic clan, and even Stone Clan royalty found it unbelievable—everyone, from top to bottom, was talking, including the Wu Wang Fu.

Inside the Wu Wang Fu, an elder who had participated in the "bone excavation" incident frowned deeply: "Do you think it might be Shi Ziling or Old Fifteen returning? I heard the boy suffered terribly these years—could they be seeking revenge?"

"Unlikely. Intelligence says the boy was just a decoy. Who would burn their own ancestral ground for someone unrelated?"

"Hmph! Have you forgotten the tempers of that father-son pair? Especially Old Fifteen—if he learns what happened back then, I wouldn't be surprised if he tore down the Wu Wang Fu itself, let alone a ruined ancestral ground."

"Should we notify Ziteng and Yi? They're training in the Demon Spirit Lake—perhaps we can ask the Golden Spider Elder to intervene…"

"Not yet. Whether that little brat is real or fake, a natural supreme without the Supreme Bone is just a waste. Even if Old Fifteen shows up, the Wu Wang will stand with us."

"Moreover, if they truly burned the ancestral ground—no matter the reason—the Emperor will not let them off lightly. We only need to lend a hand, and we might eradicate Old Fifteen's entire lineage!"

The Wu Wang Fu elders debated further, finally deciding to wait and watch. But the Yu Clan, bound by marriage to them, had learned of the events in Chongyun Town and flew into a rage, dispatching many elite warriors to investigate and hunt down the culprits.

"Get to the bottom of this!"

Meanwhile, the current emperor of the Stone Kingdom issued his decree on the matter—just four characters.

When this imperial edict was revealed to the world, it blazed with blinding light, the four characters like four supreme sword beams, scattering the clouds above the capital, radiating murderous intent.

Golden light surged like lightning across the sky, roaring thunderously, silencing all factions. In that moment, the entire capital fell utterly still—no more murmurs, no more talk.

Soon after, powerful magical fluctuations erupted somewhere in the capital—a massive cost was paid to activate a teleportation array. Row after row of mighty golden-armored soldiers entered, followed by three sovereign-level experts. Clearly, the emperor took this matter extremely seriously and intended to uncover every detail.

Far away, tens of thousands of miles off, Wu Xian—the source of all this—was now attempting, for the first time, true cultivation in this world.

The cultivation system of the Perfect World was exceedingly complex: besides refining the physical body, one had to comprehend primordial runes and touch the very essence of heaven and earth; otherwise, no matter how strong the body, one could never reach the peak.

Some geniuses didn't distinguish between flesh and bone runes at all—while refining their bodies, mysterious patterns spontaneously formed, becoming fragments of the Dao, merging inseparably with their blood and flesh.

When cultivating bone runes, they transformed into divine radiance, nourishing the flesh and melting into one furnace.

Later generations gradually realized this, so from the very beginning, they sought to advance body refinement and bone rune comprehension in tandem, treating them as a single unified path.

Of course, this path was extremely difficult—among thousands, rarely one could even begin cultivation.

Of course, exceptions existed among great cultivation clans—they possessed secret methods to greatly increase this probability.

For instance, the Stone Clan elder, though exiled to the Second Ancestral Ground, had once been a high-ranking figure in the Stone Clan and naturally knew many forbidden techniques.

Thus, under his guidance and instruction, Wu Xian swiftly achieved the first breakthrough of cultivation—the most perfect and rapid state possible: the Blood-Moving Realm.

The Blood-Moving Realm, as the name implies, requires mobilizing all the body's essence-blood, rolling like thunder, while melting bone runes to awaken divine radiance within the blood, refining the creations of heaven and earth to nourish and strengthen the flesh.

After successfully breaking through the Blood-Moving Realm, a cultivator's physical strength surged terrifyingly—even at the initial stage, one must possess at least eight thousand jin of arm strength!

As for the legendary peak of the Blood-Moving Realm, it was said one could swing a single arm with one hundred and eight thousand jin of force, effortlessly crushing a dozen Tang Shen Kings (laugh).

As for Wu Xian, due to sharing his body with other Wu Xians in the mysterious space, his physical quality had long surpassed the peak of the Blood-Moving Realm by countless leagues—he began at the scale of millions of tons, far beyond any conventional case.

So when he reached the Blood-Moving Realm, he skipped past the early, middle, and late stages entirely, reaching the peak; part of his unopened potential unlocked, his strength growing even more overwhelming.

One punch could split mountains and sever seas—his power was terrifying. The Stone Clan elder, who had witnessed his breakthrough, began questioning reality.

Is this even called the Blood-Moving Realm?

It's more like the Mountain-Moving Realm!

The Stone Clan elder grew even more baffled by the boy he had raised—deeply suspecting the boy was a reincarnation of some ancient great being, and his terrifying display stemmed from awakening past-life memories, slowly regaining lost power.

Wu Xian offered no explanation, letting the old man believe what he wished, focusing solely on studying the cultivation scripture and rune arts he had obtained, rapidly converting his inner potential into tangible strength, growing visibly stronger by the day.

In this process, Wu Xian found the world's bone runes deeply obscure and profound. Though he could understand them under the elder's guidance, he struggled to penetrate their deeper origins.

At that moment, Wu Xian suddenly had a flash of inspiration: could the cultivation system and rune analysis methods of the Infinite World be used to decode the runes of this Perfect World?

The thought took root and could not be suppressed—he decided that next time he entered the mysterious space, he would ask the reincarnated Wu Xian to obtain cultivation-related materials for experimentation.

Meanwhile, the elder, relying on his memories, searched for the true ancestral ground of the Stone Clan.

If the Second Ancestral Ground was the clan's revival site, then the First Ancestral Ground was its origin—at least in the lower realms.

In truth, the elder did not know the exact location, only a rough direction. Shi Ziling had never told him—after all, his son's safety was at stake; no one could be trusted.

Fortunately, it wasn't urgent: Wu Xian was utterly absorbed in cultivation, not the least eager to seek the so-called ancestral ground.

Yet crossing the vast wilderness inevitably brought danger. Within barely a month, they faced wave after wave of powerful monstrous beasts, even a few ancient relics whose strength rivaled sovereigns—each was effortlessly slain by Wu Xian, often without needing a second punch.

One punch of the Blood-Moving Realm kills a Formation Sovereign…

If this spread outside, cultivation sects would laugh themselves sick, mocking the liar as brainless—even a bad lie couldn't be this absurd.

Yet when the Stone Clan elder saw Wu Xian extract a rune-bone from the shredded remains of a hybrid Taowu, he fell silent—seemingly numb to it all.

For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy for that branch of the Stone Clan—as if he had already glimpsed their future fate in that pile of gore…

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